Chapter 147 We Were Once Husband And Wife
Trent was momentarily embarrassed. That was because he genuinely believed that the establishment of thepany was all due to his own capabilities. The tasks that Quinn had been doing were ones that any project manager could handle.
But now, he had begun to doubt himself, especially since he absolutely needed the patent improvements made by Quinn to secure the ind development project.
“I know it’s all my fault, but you shouldn’t take it out on thepany!” Trent said, “Thepany is in dire need of the ind development project right now. You shouldn’t ruin thepany just for revenge.”
“Revenge?” Quinn found it amusing. “When have I ever sought revenge against you? You used my patent and my project proposal. All I did was highlight it at the investment conference. How is that considered revenge?”
Trent was taken aback. “If you’re not seeking revenge, then hand over the upgraded patent to me!”
Suddenly, Quinn realized that the man before her was even more shameless than she had initially thought.
“Why should I?” she retorted coldly.
“We were once husband and wife…”
“In that case, tell me what exactly have you given me in our marriage?” Quinn retorted. “I’ve been working overtime day in, day out for thepany. Yet, when we finally achieved sess, I was given no credit, not even <i>a </i>fraction of the wealth. When your mother, sister, and friends mocked me, you didn’t defend me at all. Now, you want to talk about us being husband and wife?”
Trent’s cheeks suddenly felt a wave of warmth.
Quinn’s words had left him feeling ashamed.
He knew that in the three years of their marriage, he had let her down many times.
“I’ll make it up to you,” Trent said.
“I don’t need it!” Quinn sneered, turning around to leave.
“Don’t go…” Trent tried to reach out to grab Quinn.
However, another hand swiftly grabbed his wrist. “Mr. Grafton, what are you trying to do?”
Julius‘ icy voice, paired with his indifferent expression, exerted a domineering pressure on Trent.
“Shouldn’t… Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that question, Mr. Whitethorn?” Trent said in pain, feeling as if his wrist was about to break.
“I’m not doing anything. I just don’t like you touching Quinnie,” Julius said nonchntly.
The endearing address, Quinnie, felt like a thorn in his side. Trent asked, “And who are you to intervene, Mr. Whitethorn?”
“Is being her boyfriend enough?” asked Julius.
“What?” Trent was stunned.
Even Quinn, standing off to the side, looked at Julius in surprise. <i>Uh</i><i>… </i><i>I </i><i>remember </i><i>telling </i><i>him </i><i>that </i><i>I’ll </i><i>give </i>him <i>a </i><i>chance</i><i>, </i><i>but </i>I <i>didn’t </i><i>recall </i><i>agreeing </i><i>to </i><i>be </i><i>in </i><i>a </i><i>rtionship</i>!
However, in front of Trent, Quinn found it hard to contradict Julius. So, she pursed her lips, her silence implying her consent.
In the face of Quinn’s silent acknowledgment, Trent’s expression turned increasingly grim.
Even though Quinn and Julius had shown affection to each other before, he always believed that he still held a ce in Quinn’s heart.
<i>Quinn </i><i>is </i><i>actually </i><i>dating </i><i>Julius </i><i>now</i>? <i>Not </i><i>long </i><i>after </i><i>our </i><i>divorce</i><i>, </i><i>no </i><i>less</i><i>! </i>
The realization filled Trent with waves of difort.
“Quinn, are you really going out with him?” Trent asked.
“So what if I am?” Quinn shrugged, then turned to Julius. “Let go of his hand. I have something to ask you.”
“Alright.” The usually indifferent Julius surprisinglyplied and obediently released his grip.
Quinn took Julius’s hand and they left immediately.
As Trent watched the two depart, he was filled with an indescribable sense of unease and panic.
<i>Why </i><i>am </i><i>I </i><i>feeling </i><i>this </i><i>way</i>? I <i>am </i><i>already </i><i>divorced </i><i>from </i><i>Quinn</i>. <i>Even </i><i>though </i><i>she </i><i>has </i><i>moved </i><i>on </i><i>quickly</i><i>, </i><i>doesn’t </i><i>that </i><i>just </i><i>prove </i>that <i>she </i>didn’t <i>value </i><i>our </i><i>rtionship </i><i>at </i><i>all</i>, <i>changing </i><i>her </i><i>affections </i><i>on </i><i>a </i><i>whim</i>? I <i>should </i><i>be </i><i>relieved </i><i>to </i><i>divorce </i><i>a </i><i>woman </i><i>like </i><i>her, </i><i>but </i><i>why </i><i>am </i><i>I </i><i>feeling </i><i>so </i><i>unsettled</i><i>? </i>
Quinn led Julius to a quiet spot.
“Why did you tell Trent that you’re my boyfriend?” she asked.
“Because I’m certain that I’ll be your boyfriend,” he confidently stated.
“What if, by the end of my mission to protect you, I haven’t developed any feelings for you? I’ve mentioned before, when that timees, we’ll go our separate ways, no strings attached. You agreed to this, didn’t you?”
Julius‘ eyshes fluttered slightly as he leaned in, bringing his face close to hers. His deep ck eyes locked steadily on her.
“So, am I able to make you fall for me?”
Suddenly, with such a handsome face magnified before her, Quinn couldn’t help but swallow nervously.